Course:LLED368 - Winds That Tread

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Winds that Tread

The courtyard was filled with trampled leaves, mucky ashes embedded in the earth. The morning breeze lifted the scent of last night’s rain into the air – slightly frigid winds that tread over the fallen tree petals and the small, huddled figure sleeping on a stone bench. The figure was a barely perceptible lump under the frayed leather of a brown jacket, but small sneakered feet stuck out from under the hem. Shoes, once a lighthearted white, now stained with the knowledge of long walks across unstable glades.

-Kiran Heer